I am bonded with a fish, though I admit it's completely a one way street.
I mentioned this before, but I took over care for a tank at my old workplace. When I discovered the tank, an old 46 bowfront, it was beyond neglected, and housed a single banded leporinus who was about 9 years old at the time. (He had killed all his tankmates).
I couldn't nail down who was taking care of the tank, so I asked to test the water.
Nitrates were around 500ppm, and PH was 4.5, KH 0. The tank was beyond neglected. I asked to take over, and started small water changes that day.... which lasted every day for nearly 2 weeks, until it slowly matched the tap. I got fresh food, rather that the years expired Tetra flake he was eating.
The Lep colored up, and was far more active.
I got him a larger tank, and even tried to get him a tank mate. (Short story...3 hours later, I went back for this tank mate, who was on death's door.... thanks to the Lep.) He became my Oscar from that moment.
And... here i am... nearly 5 years later... and I still go to that office once a week to take care of the Lep. He's now about 13 years old. He wants nothing to do with me.... but man, do I love him. He's a tough fish, man. The least I could do is give him the best, longest ride off into the sunset for all he endured. And I'm thrilled to have that opportunity.
I mentioned this before, but I took over care for a tank at my old workplace. When I discovered the tank, an old 46 bowfront, it was beyond neglected, and housed a single banded leporinus who was about 9 years old at the time. (He had killed all his tankmates).
I couldn't nail down who was taking care of the tank, so I asked to test the water.
Nitrates were around 500ppm, and PH was 4.5, KH 0. The tank was beyond neglected. I asked to take over, and started small water changes that day.... which lasted every day for nearly 2 weeks, until it slowly matched the tap. I got fresh food, rather that the years expired Tetra flake he was eating.
The Lep colored up, and was far more active.
I got him a larger tank, and even tried to get him a tank mate. (Short story...3 hours later, I went back for this tank mate, who was on death's door.... thanks to the Lep.) He became my Oscar from that moment.
And... here i am... nearly 5 years later... and I still go to that office once a week to take care of the Lep. He's now about 13 years old. He wants nothing to do with me.... but man, do I love him. He's a tough fish, man. The least I could do is give him the best, longest ride off into the sunset for all he endured. And I'm thrilled to have that opportunity.